(From Dadu to his Grand Children) A Note from Dadu My dear grandchildren, As Thanksgiving approaches, I wanted to share with you the story behind this special day — not just the food or the celebrations, but the kindness, gratitude, and history that shaped it. No matter where you live, these ideas belong to allContinue reading “Understanding Thanksgiving: A day of Gratitude “
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Babu Ji’s Legacy – A Testament in Time
There are lives that do not seek recognition, yet they leave behind a quiet radiance that outlives the years. My father — whom we all lovingly call Babuji — was one such man. His life was not marked by possessions or proclamation, but by a luminous simplicity. He lived by values that did not waver with circumstanceContinue reading “Babu Ji’s Legacy – A Testament in Time”
Vijayadashmi and Yom Kippur
The Triumph Within Today is Vijayadashami! India is alive with the fragrance of devotion, and the rhythm of prayer as the nine nights of Navratri culminate in Vijayadashmi. Across the land, effigies of Ravana stand tall, only to be set aflame, symbolizing the victory of truth over falsehood, humility over arrogance, light over shadow. YetContinue reading “Vijayadashmi and Yom Kippur”
In Memory of Dr. Shekhar Dutt
The news of Shri Shekhar Dutt’s sudden passing left me utterly disoriented. It came without warning, and for a while, I found myself unable to collect my thoughts or articulate what I was feeling. Even now, days later, I struggle to accept it. There are some people whose presence, even when silent or distant, anchorsContinue reading “In Memory of Dr. Shekhar Dutt”
Turning 72: Seeking Purpose and Passion in Life
A Reflection at the Edge of Time A Note Before the Journey As I turn 72, I find myself drawn not toward festivity, but toward reflection. This piece was written not to elicit birthday greetings, nor a nostalgic look back. It is, instead, an offering—a way to share the quiet musings and persistent emotions thatContinue reading “Turning 72: Seeking Purpose and Passion in Life”
My Father, Me, My Sons
A Reflection for Father’s Day Father’s Day is not an Indian tradition, yet it’s quiet arrival each June has begun to find a place in our consciousness. Perhaps its popularity owes something to commercial enthusiasm, but behind the greeting cards and curated gifts lies an occasion—a pause in the stream of days—to honour the menContinue reading “My Father, Me, My Sons”
The Quiet Strength of Rama: Reflections on Ram Navami
Each spring, as the festival of Ram Navami arrives, temples fill with chants, homes are adorned with flowers, and the ancient story of Lord Rama is told once more. For many, it is a day of ritual celebration—of reverence for a divine birth in Ayodhya, a time to honour the prince who would become aContinue reading “The Quiet Strength of Rama: Reflections on Ram Navami”
The Lingering Legacy of Mahakumbh: A Testament to the Spirit of Sanatan
The waters of the sacred confluence have receded. The chants, the bells, the echoes of millions of prayers have faded into the silence of time. The great Mahakumbh, the grandest congregation of humanity on this planet, has drawn to a close. And yet, long after the last pilgrim departs, long after the final tent isContinue reading “The Lingering Legacy of Mahakumbh: A Testament to the Spirit of Sanatan”
Guardians of Mysticism: The Enigmatic Naga Sadhus of India
They appear like phantoms from another age—ash-smeared figures with matted locks, naked or nearly naked, wielding tridents and swords as they chant mantras in voices that seem to echo through the centuries. When the Naga Sadhus descend upon the sacred grounds of the Kumbh Mela, it is as if time folds in on itself, mergingContinue reading “Guardians of Mysticism: The Enigmatic Naga Sadhus of India”
How Would I Like to Go?
Death is a morbid subject. Few amongst us welcome it, and for most, it remains an uneasy thought, especially in youth. In our younger days, the prospect of dying is effortlessly dismissed, buried beneath the boundless vibrancy of life. Yet, as Yudhishthira’s profound response to Yaksha in the Mahabharata reminds us, death is the ultimate paradox: दिनेContinue reading “How Would I Like to Go?”
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